dear silly girl, “he didn’t even say thank you.” that’s what the men who had just spent 30 minutes to an hour in the hot sun taking tires off and putting tires on a small truck said to me after the man who was ahead of me got up and left without showing any appreciation… Continue reading the one about saying thank you

dear silly girl, life is getting better. the toilet is fixed. the faucet is fixed. the screen door is fixed. things are getting fixed. this is good. the house is also spotless thanks to a 3 hour power-cleaning session i had this afternoon. i like it like this. why is it not like this everyday?… Continue reading the one where things get better

dear silly girl, as you know from my most recent letters, things have not been going so well. i want to tell you why i’ve decided to inform you all about these glorious inopportune moments instead of omitting them from the record. i tell you about our crappy days because i know that in just… Continue reading the one about why i tell you about crappy days

dear silly girl, i sold yoda. i drove a whole 20 minutes away to rid the storage room of his presence. his new owners are thrilled, and i am happy for us both. i just wanted to let you know about that in case you were losing sleep at night or totally embarrassed that i… Continue reading the one with an update on yoda and a sucky week

dear silly girl, i don’t feel so good. i’m not really sure why, but i guess it could be a lot of things. it could be because i woke up at 5:30 this morning and hit the road by 6 a.m. it could be because i am in fact the only person over 18 in… Continue reading the one where mama doesn’t feel good